"Mimicry sensing" is a brand new field for Yan Hao. Since he bought that small robot that day, Yan Hao spends at least half of his time every day researching the mimicry system on it, and the remaining half of his time is spent on assembling the mech arm. superior.
Because the final exam is approaching, He Shao also practiced desperately to make the five-level energy block, and his mental power also made a breakthrough in the continuous practice, and finally succeeded in making a block with an efficiency of 75.62% three days before the final exam. Level 5 energy blocks. He was so happy that he jumped and collapsed the bed in the dormitory,
During this period, Sheng Heng couldn't meet his elementary school students in the cafeteria, so he went to Yan Hao twice on the pretext of changing parts for his mecha, and every time Yan Hao came, he hurriedly changed the parts and left, that perfunctory The attitude hurt Sheng Heng a little. At the same time, I also deeply understand that in the eyes of elementary school students, he is not as good as scientific research.
"Oh." Sheng Heng couldn't help but sighed.
"Miss cute again?" Cheng Wenkang guessed the original when he saw his boss sighing.
"I've said it all, don't call me cute." Sheng Heng glared.
"Boss, it's useless for you to control me. If you have the ability, you control them." Cheng Wenkang pointed behind him.
Behind him are the students of the mecha piloting department who have finished their day's course. The students are sweating profusely and look tired.
"This class is really tiring, my hands are sore, I miss my cutie."
"Since I have a cutie, my fingers are no longer sore."
"Thanks to the little cutie, with it, I can practice an average of two more hours a day."
"Come on, let's have a little cutie together."
"Crack."
Hearing the abnormal noise, Cheng Wenkang quickly pinned someone down: "Boss, calm down, just crush the back of the chair and forget it. If you crush the neck of a classmate, you will go to jail."
"How can they talk like that?" What is bubble cutie.
"They didn't mean that. They were going to make love to the cutie. No, it was to make medicine. They didn't really want to make love to the elementary school students. They didn't even know who the cutie was." Cheng Wenkang comforted, "Only You, who know the identity of the elementary school junior, have this opportunity."
Ever since the muscle-relieving herb pack developed by Yan Hao was released on Xingwang, it has been widely used among mech fighters. With more use, people will naturally become closer to the developer of the herb pack. Later, I don’t know who started it, the muscle soothing herb bag was no longer called, and it was directly changed to a cute herb bag. So much so that every time the training is over, among the students of the mecha department, you can hear the conversation just now.
These words were nothing at all, they were just to express their closeness to the little cute pharmacist, but in Sheng Heng's ears, the taste was not right. In the past month, as soon as the mech class ended, he would get angry.
Sheng Heng really calmed down, but his mood was not too high: "He's only a sophomore in half a year."
"That's right, just wait until the sophomore year. In the sophomore year, you have to learn how to make and maintain mechas. At that time, every mecha builder must be paired with at least one student from our mecha driving department. Then you go and make mechas." If the elementary school boy wins over, won't he have a chance to make contact with him?" Cheng Wenkang said.
"It's up to you to say." Sheng Heng thought for a while, and suddenly said, "But usually they are paired in the same grade. Tell me, should I..."
"Repeat the grade." Cheng Wenkang said.
Sheng Heng didn't say a word, as if he was tacitly acquiescing.
"It's better not to, brother Yan will come over and beat you if he finds out that you failed a grade in a university." Cheng Wenkang persuaded earnestly.
"No, for them, it doesn't matter if I stay or not, I won't be able to go to the battlefield anyway." Sheng Heng's eyes showed bitterness.
Why brought the topic here, Cheng Wenkang said inwardly that it was not good.
"It's time for dinner, Boss, let's go to the cafeteria to eat. If we go at this hour, we may meet our elementary school students." Cheng Wenkang tried to change the subject.
"Let's go." Knowing that the other party wanted to change the subject, Sheng Heng got up and walked out without revealing it.
The dormitory of the Mecha Manufacturing Department.
He Shao threw off Yan Hao's quilt, looked at the person on the bed who curled up automatically because there was no quilt, and pulled him up angrily and amusingly: "Yan Hao, get up for me."
"I'm sleepy." Yan Hao was forced to get up, but his eyes still did not open.
"Sleep after eating, you didn't eat dinner last night, and you have been sleeping until now, if you continue to sleep, you will starve to death." He Shao said angrily.
Ever since Yan Hao got the intelligent robot, he devoted himself to the research of the mimic sensing system. It was okay at first, because the school still had classes to attend every day. Although Yan Hao is very capable of self-study, and the knowledge points he has mastered far exceed the freshman courses, he still goes to class. But half a month ago, in order to give students enough time to prepare for the final exam, the school closed.
When classes were suspended, Yan Hao went crazy. He stayed in the laboratory for half a month and never went back to the dormitory. He sent three meals a day. After finally getting out of customs last night, he slept right away when he came back. The depth of his sleep scared him so much that he almost sent him to the infirmary.
"It's okay, I'll just sleep for 26 hours." Yan Hao is very familiar with his current state. In his previous life, he often did research without sleeping or eating. After each research, he would sleep for 26 hours.
"If you don't eat, your stomach will go bad." He Shao dragged the man out of bed and pressed him on the chair.
"It's okay, it can be cured." With the current medical level, stomach disease is not difficult to cure.
He Shao ignored him, took Yan Hao's clothes and forced him to put them on, and dragged him out of the dormitory building.
He Shao managed to bring him to the cafeteria, and found a place for him to sit down: "Sit here and wait, I'll go get dinner."
Yan Hao sat obediently, he didn't get enough sleep, he was fine when he was walking just now, but suddenly he felt a little sleepy again when he sat down, he couldn't help propping his head with his left hand, and lit it up and down. But he didn't have much strength himself, and he was dozing off again. When he was lighting, his left hand suddenly tilted, and his head was about to hit the dining table. Yan Hao's chin.
Yan Hao was very sleepy, but he didn't feel any abnormality, so he continued to sleep with the palm of his chin under his pillow, and even rubbed his face with his face, turning his face over.
"..." The corners of Sheng Heng's lips curled slightly, and he felt that the elementary school boy's face was really soft.
"I'll go, I'm so sleepy, I can fall asleep here." Cheng Wenkang walked over with two people's dinner plates.
After eating just now, they habitually looked for the figure of the elementary school boy in the cafeteria, and the hard work paid off, the elementary school boy who had disappeared for half a month finally appeared in the cafeteria today. He and Sheng Heng quickly walked towards the elementary school boy with the dinner plate in their hands. When they approached, the elementary school boy wanted to compare the hardness of the aluminum alloy dining table with his head full of knowledge. The plate was stuffed to him and flew over.
That speed is definitely the speed that can only be displayed by S-level physical fitness.
"Keep your voice down." Sheng Heng glared at Cheng Wenkang unhurriedly.
"Don't worry, the cafeteria is so noisy that he can fall asleep and be woken up by me." Cheng Wenkang sat down opposite the two of them disapprovingly.
Sheng Heng rolled his eyes at him.
"Let's eat." Cheng Wenkang pushed Sheng Heng's dinner plate over.
Sheng Heng glanced at it, but didn't move.
"Boss, the elementary school brother is out of danger, you can withdraw your hand." Cheng Wenkang reminded.
Until now, Sheng Heng's right hand is still under Yan Hao's head.
"Eat your meal."
Cheng Wenkang smiled and realized that he was reluctant to take it back. He no longer cared about Sheng Heng, and started to eat his own food. And Sheng Heng's palm just kept resting under Yan Hao's head, moving it from time to time, touching Yan Hao's warm cheek with his fingertips, as if he had stolen something he loved, and wanted to touch it, but was afraid of being discovered.
Five minutes later, He Shao came back with a plate and saw Sheng Heng and Cheng Wenkang sitting at the dining table. He was not surprised at all. After all, he and Yan Hao would meet them eight times out of ten times they came to the cafeteria. He had guessed it a long time ago, it must have been intentional by someone with ulterior motives.
"Asleep again?" He Shao put the dinner plate on the dining table, went over and dragged Yan Hao up without saying hello, Sheng Heng's expression changed due to the rude gesture.
He pressed He Shao: "What are you doing?"
"Call him to get up and eat." He Shao said.
"Didn't you see that he was very sleepy?" Sheng Heng said.
"He hasn't eaten for three meals, do you want to starve him to death?" He Shao stared back.
Didn't eat three meals? Sheng Heng was taken aback, and He Shao took the opportunity to break away from Sheng Heng's hand, grabbed Yan Hao's shoulder and shook for a while: "Yan Hao, get up and eat."
Yan Hao opened his eyes in a daze, and a pair of chopsticks were stuffed in his hands: "Eat."
"Oh." Yan Hao took the chopsticks and began to eat obediently. That way, I don't know if he is awake or sleepwalking.
"What happened to him?" Sheng Heng asked.
"In order to study mimicry, he spent half a month in seclusion in the laboratory. He went back to the dormitory yesterday afternoon and slept until just now. I was afraid that he would be starving, so I dragged him out." He Shao briefly introduced.
"Half a month, I just returned to the dormitory yesterday, and he has been in the laboratory for the past half month?" Sheng Heng's face turned dark, "Why didn't you stop him?"
"You think I didn't stop him. I dragged him back to the dormitory, thinking he was asleep, but when I woke up the next morning, I found that he had run back in the middle of the night." He Shao said angrily, "I can't help Sleep with him all the time."
"Good guy, this is not doing research, this is going crazy." Cheng Wenkang was speechless.
"Then why does he still look like this after sleeping for so long?" It's been twenty hours since yesterday afternoon.
"He said he had to sleep for 26 hours." He Shao couldn't help complaining, "Even the sleep time is so precise, it looks like he has rich experience, and he must have retreated like this before."
"Don't just eat, drink some water." Sheng Heng has been observing Yan Hao's state, seeing that he only knows how to eat and doesn't drink a sip of water, so he couldn't help but pass the water over.
Yan Hao shook his head, and suddenly covered his stomach with his left hand.
"What's wrong?" Sheng Heng found out.
"It hurts." Yan Hao frowned.
"I just said that if you don't eat, your stomach will be bad." He Shao had a predictable expression.
"I'm going to buy medicine." Sheng Heng got up and was about to buy medicine.
"No need." Yan Hao pulled Sheng Heng back, "I'll make the medicine myself after dinner."
"For stomach problems, it's better to take the finished medicine from the hospital. It will take effect quickly." Pharmacists are professions that were born after the awakening of spiritual power, so most of the medicines prepared by pharmacists are aimed at spiritual power. For ordinary physical diseases, people still habitually go to the hospital for treatment. Of course, if the pharmacist wants to, he can also prepare the right medicine according to his grasp of the properties of the medicine. However, the medicine formulated in this way is not as effective as the finished medicine developed by science and technology in the treatment of diseases such as stomach problems.
Therefore, people will find pharmacists to prepare related medicines only when the finished medicine is ineffective, or if they do not want to leave side effects.
"My finished stomach medicine is no longer effective." Yan Hao subconsciously said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the three people at the dining table were all stunned. With the current medical technology, how bad the stomach must be for the finished medicine to be useless.
"After dinner, go to the hospital." Sheng Heng made a final decision.
So Yan Hao, who wanted to go back to sleep after eating, was dragged mercilessly to the hospital by the three of them. Once the examination was completed, he was completely awake. After he figured out why he appeared in the hospital, Yan Hao was in a bad mood.
This is because I was sleepy and confused, and I said the wrong thing. In his previous life, he had a bad stomach because of frequent experiments and irregular diet, but he didn't have it in this life. He wanted to explain, but looking at the dignified faces of the three of them, he knew that they would not believe it, so he simply waited for the hospital's examination results.
The test results will come out within half an hour, and everyone waits in the consulting room until a nurse comes and ushers them into the doctor's office.
"Yan Hao, right?" A middle-aged doctor about fifty years old held a report card in his hand.
"En." Yan Hao nodded.
"Did you check the stomach?" The middle-aged doctor frowned, "Your stomach is fine, it's just a little cramp, just eat on time, you don't need to go to the hospital."
After hearing the doctor's words, Sheng Heng's solemn expression eased down.
"Then you just said that the finished medicine has no effect on your stomach, and we thought something was wrong with your stomach." He Shao said angrily.
"Didn't I wake up at the time, maybe I made a mistake when I was in a daze." Yan Hao rubbed his nose guilty.
"Doctor, is there any other problem with his body?" Sheng Heng asked worriedly.
"It's not a big problem, it's just a little overtired, just rest for a few days and it will be fine." The doctor said.
Sheng Heng breathed a sigh of relief.
By the time the four of them came out of the hospital, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. I didn't buy a box of medicine, but I wasted half the afternoon.
But Yan Hao was very happy, and he was always in a silly mood after he came out of the hospital. It turns out that someone accompanied me to see a doctor, that's the feeling.
"You still have the nerve to laugh." He Shao was about to poke Yan Hao's head angrily, but was blocked by Sheng Heng without a trace.
He Shao glanced at him sideways, curled his lips angrily, you block, I will continue to poke when I get back to the dormitory, you can block again if you have the ability.
"Stop laughing, stop laughing." Yan Hao hid behind Sheng Heng and waved his hands repeatedly.
The four of them laughed and chattered, walked back, and when they were about to part in the school, Yan Hao suddenly grabbed Sheng Heng's sleeve.
"Senior, can I ask you a favor, it may take you a little time." Yan Hao asked a little nervously, as if he was afraid that Sheng Heng would not agree.
The other two people who saw this scene rolled their eyes collectively: You are so nervous, the one you hold back probably wants it so much.
"Now?" Sheng Heng's eyes lit up.
Sure enough, this can't wait.
"No, it's not necessary now, just wait until the final exam is over to help, it may take a long time." Yan Hao said.
"Okay, I'll come to you when the time comes." It's only been a long time.
"Then I'll wait for the senior." Yan Hao nodded happily.
"Well, you wait for me."
The two people on the side couldn't listen any longer, they were just doing each other a favor, why did this line sound sour.
The author has something to say: Back in the dormitory, He Shao poked Yan Hao on the head.
Yan Hao:?
He Shao: Finally got it.